
DO WHAT YOU WILL
Running out of the bar
where I saw him while I was
tormented, insulted & betrayed.
It was just too much -
too soon for it to be anything else.
But I didn't expect him to follow...
Or to talk to me...
Or to dance with me in the falling snow.
I didn't expect to ever see those shining
blue eyes while I was kissed...
Didn't expect those eyes to flutter closed
to release tears of an aching pleasurable
sorrow that exceded my own.
Didn't expect the end of our universe to play
on as we moved in that silent blizzard...
"You like the idea of you & me here..."
& the silent reaction to that lyric:
"Does the word duh mean anything to you?"
© DECEMBER 18, 2000 By Jason Wright
-For The Boy At Panorama-
An Imagination Is A Terrible Thing To Waste...